Sunday, November 18, 2012

Once there was a girl recently turned 21 who was essentially
a ‘dreamer’ personality, meaning she thought more from her heart than from her
brains. So no wonder she was is one big drama queen who sometimes
always acts on impulse! Like she did a few days ago by posting that she’s so
sick of her hectic such-a-wella-MBA college life that she’d be stopping
posting on her much beloved blog for a while. Okay, no need to snicker and give
me that ‘I-told-you’ look. I know, I know. I can’t stay away, even at
the risk of coming across as a hypocrite who doesn’t even stick to her own
promises!

Anyway, now that I’m back (and you guessed it right. I have
a ton of work for tomorrow. For those new comers here, I mostly blog
when I have loads of work, so much that I decide to leave it all and write
first ^_^), I’d begin with how awesome (well, almost) my day yesterday was! :D

The not-so-awesome thing in the morning was our Spanish
test. I thought I knew it well and that I’d be able to do it okay, but
ha! As usual I was surprised when I couldn’t recall even the basic-est things
in the actual test. :| And it’s not that the oral test went good too. Honestly,
I was disappointed. Our day was scheduled to end at 2.30 and I had decided that
I really need a break, so I planned a visit to my two libraries at Barakhamba
Road (M.G. Marg, to be precise). I mean, a trip like this could totally make me
happy, I knew it and I was feeling quite rebellious. You know, the kind of a
thought that says, ‘I will not leave anything I like for these sadists!’
(Ya ya, quite dramatic)

The issue was, Mom doesn’t want me to go alone, ever (even though
I have been there alone a couple of times, telling her only afterwards among the
pattering of emotional dialogues) and my usual friend who accompanies me to the
library was busy, so I was kind of looking for someone. I had a vague thought,
which then turned into a seemingly good, though slightly impossible idea. I
asked dad to ask my brother to please accompany me for the day. Now, it’s
not that he’s not helpful, but he’s so not a reader, like, not at all. I’ve
tried a lot of stuff, but it’s no use. Anyway, I gave him some pointers,
emotional blackmail stuff, to communicate to G (let’s call him G, his first
name’s inital letter) while I was struggling with basic espanol in college. He
called in between and I did some more emotional talking and he agreed!
Obviously, I was “too” happy already. Our first brother-sister hangout! He’s
such a foodie, I actually had to tempt him with food I’d take him to eat. :P

So I met G at our metro station and we got in a train bound
for wherever (our station comes in between, so who cares where it’s bound for,
right? ;) ). While we were chit-chatting, rolling eyes at silly talks by young
guys and girls, planning where we’d be going and (obviously) what we’d be
eating, the train gradually got more crowded, slowly, slowly we were almost
stuck with people from all sides and were stuck at the back. Now, our
destination is a station after the horrendous, one hell of a station, Rajiv
Chowk, where if you go and see from the top of the stairs, you’d get an idea of
Dilli’s overflowing abaadi. G was nervous about the prospect of trying to get
down through that one huge mass of what resembled human beings stuck with glue.
I assured him saying that a lot of people will get down at Rajiv Chowk and
hence we’d have some more breathing and moving space. Yeah, right.

This is what I mean by the abaadi thing ;)

Even though G was sure we’d still be stuck as, he reasoned,
people will board the train as well, I was more optimistic. I thought we’d move
towards the gate when the crowd gets down and stay there. Easier said than
done. There was a couple tight next to us, having a similar discussion. Now, as
the train rolled in and we saw the crowd, we were just rooted to our places
from shock. It was tremendous. G was tugging but I was stuck. I didn’t
want to leave the safety of my spot and face the incoming mass of frenzied
Delhites! So the end result was that we were even more farther back, totally
stuck to the back doors, with even more people now gelling into each other, so
that no one was quite standing straight, but bent at different angles just to
keep standing. I took a deep breath. I’ve faced worse, I reminded myself. I
caught a snatch of conversation from the couple where the girl was asking the
guy to start moving forwards. I whispered to G that we’d just follow this
couple as they made their way through. Should be easy for us, right? But the
train started moving and they were still deciding.

I asked G to start moving. And that was when I heard the
girl suggesting the guy that they’d follow us. Smart move, girl. That was my
idea! Now, G said a lot of “Excuse me”s (which isn’t much use, by the way.
It just gets people to shift their butts a bit to wherever they find easy) and
thanks to him being so much taller than me, I was able to avoid anyone else
from the front. To tackle the sides, I used my elbows to make my way (obviously,
you can’t expect me to just glide along with strangers. I hate unnecessary
contact with anyone. And it’s not that we have very decent people here) and
while trying to keep my bag to myself, regretting not shifting my ponytail to
the front, we lugged through, with the clever couple following behind.
We reached a bit more than halfway when G stopped. We were quite near the doors
and with a bit of pushing through, we’d be able to get out when the doors
opened.

They did and G struggled out, motioning wildly asking me to
get out. I put one foot ahead, right shoulder making my way and raised my other
foot to follow when I just felt cold air on my left foot! I had lost my left jutti!
I put my foot back but all I felt was people’s feet and their useless shoes! I
know I should have been frantic, but you know what I did? Stood there and
started laughing. Like a total maniac. An uncontrollable laugh so that I wasn’t
able to utter more than two words to the girl behind me that I’d lost my shoe!
I gestured to G to get back inside! Bewildered,
looking confused with the fact that some people were just watching me bemused,
G tentatively stepped back inside. I was still laughing and lunging my foot in
all possible directions, as ‘looking’ was not an option. It wasn’t just
possible. I heard the guy behind the girl behind me sound confused and slightly
frantic owing to the fact that the girl and I, basically, wasn’t moving forward
and just laughing my head off like a total idiot.

Then I heard, in between my attempts to still look for my
shoe and controlling my laughter, the girl say in a voice that said, ‘Du-uh.
There is a problem’, “She’s not getting down here. She lost her shoe. We’ll
get down at the next station now”. Oh my, the first time I noticed how girls
can actually be so understanding. Relieved that I’m not stopping any frantic
passenger, I started moving my foot over other’s shoes and finally! I found
mine! I took some frantic time shifting it so that it was once again, fitting
me right and I saw the doors were still open, more time than usual. I asked G
to get down fast and I followed (funny how people gave me space to move easily
:P). As I squeezed out and started laughing again, I saw the couple behind me
getting out as well and making their way upstairs. God, it was so funny! G
looked amused, contrary to his usual reactions that are always something like, ‘don’t
do this. You’re making me embarrassed’.

This is already a very long post. I’ll make the rest of it
short :P

So, we went to the first one and I immediately went straight
to Fiction, showed G the section on sports and started looking through the
shelves. I picked up three books and switched on the Kindle to use Wifi (as I
still don’t have it at home and my library friend told me here it was free :P)
and downloaded some books. :D I came back to find G stuck with a book on
sports. It was him who was finding it hard to get out. (Very happy!)
Then we visited the other one, had yummy stuff in the cafe, took an auto and
went to CP, to KFC, had more fun (read: food) and as we were going towards the
Metro station, I saw an old man I recognized from pictures that were floating
on Facebook. The man is a retired bank officer and because of some problem (don’t
remember what exactly), he travels daily from Sonipat and comes selling cute
little puppets in CP. I wanted to get one, I mean, you get kind of sorry. Though
we shouldn’t. You should feel inspired and proud. But still, I got a puppet in
pink! (What else?) Here are the pics:

Do Eeeee.

Cuteness!

The primary reason the day was so fulfilling was that we
enjoyed together. A lot. I can only thank God for giving me reasons to feel
happy when I most need them, which leads to blogging too ;)

PS- I better get back to college stuff now. If I don’t want
that stress and teachers to ruin my mood tomorrow :/ Tuesdays are the worst for
me, I swear. I hateee that day. Can’t divulge the details or I might get
chucked out without a degree :P

Monday, November 12, 2012

Hey guys! I'm using this post to make a few announcements, some of which might not be pleasant (at least to me :/ ). No wasting time here:

1. I think I'll take a blogging break for a while. I'll be posting book reviews on my book blog, but those too, the required ones or those I write on a whim (I don't know, I can do that sort of a thing. I'm very moody and impulsive). Reason being, I'm running dry on ideas these days and whenever I start typing here (believe me, I have 5 draft posts just from the beginning of November!), I leave it in between, as there isn't that 'spark' in what I write/how I write/when I write. I'm kind of worried. What if I'm losing this ability to string sentences together and write as I used to, because of this annoying college? It's scary, if you think about it. And unfair. But it might also be that I'm in a slump or something, and I hope this is the reason. Aww, you got disappointed? (It's my wishful thinking, I know. God knows you'd be delighted and happily dancing!). Don't worry, I know myself. I might just bounce back pretty soon! ;)

2. I had a very nice birthday this year (It was on 9th Nov!) and I was thinking of posting about it, but I guess now this'll have to do. I met with some amazing friends, most all of whom I had first met online. (Facebook seems awesome sometimes ^_^) Those guys totally made my day far more happier and amazing, not just by being there and making me laugh like crazy, but also by gifting me some ah-may-zing books!

Rachit gifted his copy of Bartimaeus (by Jonathan Stroud) and that copy was quite special to him. Thank you Rachit! :)

The best gift I guess, is by Usama: *squealing in delight!* Insurgent! The second book in the Divergent trilogy we were dying to read! Thankyouthankyouthankyou Usama! :D

Awesome, right? :D

Then, I had asked for the Vampire Academy series by Richelle Mead and I had got book number 4 and 6 on Raksha Bandhan (God bless my non-reader brother! He didn't know which book comes first in the series) and so I wanted to get the series completed just so I could give it a start and so I got books 1,2,3 and 5! :D

3. We had this small Diwali party of sorts in college today. And yes, contrary to what I initially wanted, I did wear Indian traditional. And even though I look like an aunty, I'm including a picture! :) It was fun! Speaking of which, I wish all readers and everyone, really, a very Happy and Prosperous Diwali. May your lives be bestowed with limitless happiness, laughter and smiles and I hope each one of us gets wiser and better day by day. Enjoy the festival, people! Lots of love and hugs to you all! :D

I'm looking at the other camera! For those who're clueless, I'm the one in pink!

Happy Diwali! I LOVE these real Diyas! :)

PS- To those who'll miss me: I love you! :') I'll miss you too, but I need to get my mind free from useless thoughts, so I'll be doing some serious filtering. You know, I really don't want things like work (college work, what else?) to be spoiling anything I like. And so I'm going to go kick some stuff out from my mind and then I'll be back as awesome as ever, or maybe even better! ;)

Oh, don't get senti, if you know me, you'd know I'd be back soon (I can't just leave this just-like-that, no?) and then I know I'll look like a dramebaaz, but who cares, right? ;)